Descartes said, “I think, therefore I am.” Really it’s, “I feel, therefore I am.”
Unpacking the phenomenon of the volcanic eruption of rage toward our beloveds that seemingly comes from nowhere.
My inner critic is the mother of my procrastination. She asks, “Who do you think you are?” I respond with kindness.
One day we’re relaxed, in some faraway location, with not a care in the world. The next, we’re back home and all our worries hit us full in the face.
Rather than “Rise and Shine” I’m a “Rise and Glow Dimly and Don’t Come Near Me” sorta gal. I am not at my best first thing in the morning, for good reason.
In helping MSC become more accessible to men, generally-speaking, the masculine within the program needs to be apparent to men.
At a recent course I was teaching I casually mentioned my practice of crying meditation and someone asked, “Where can I find the instructions for that?”
It’s sort of hard to sell equanimity in our current fast-paced culture of instant gratification. But, it’s a wisdom practice that is totally accessible.
Silent retreat is always an option. But maybe it’s not the right option right now. And maybe it won’t ever be. And that’s OK. No need to beat yourself up for not going on retreat.
Rumination is thoughts cycling around and around our mind as a way to try to rewrite the ending to a story that didn’t work out the way we wanted it to. Here’s a remedy.
Why on earth does our mind bring up sad memories when we’re having a good time? Why do we feel loneliness when someone offers us love?
Mindfulness, self-compassion and shame resilience practice as we dreamed into a world where every child is born knowing they are on earth to thrive.